Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 202 Don't Give Me Anymore Buffs

Jiang Xia struggled for a moment, put down the ghost again, and opened the door.

This time, it was Xia Jiang Suomoto standing outside the door.

Jiang Xia looked at Xiao Ben Xiajiang's hand and found that she was also holding some food.This time it was a pile of cookies, rough in shape and seemingly handmade, packed in transparent bags.

"I originally did this for Xiao Wu, but now... let's take it as an apology for him."

With a pair of crying red eyes, Xiao Ben Xiajiang stuffed the biscuit into Jiang Xia's arms:
"I heard from Yuanzi that you are a detective. I, I still don't want to believe that Xiao Wu is the murderer. If possible, I hope you can help find out the truth..."

She wiped away her tears and ran away crying again.

Jiang Xia silently glanced at the cookie bag, and flicked off the teardrops hanging on it.

After closing the door, Jiang Xia routinely wanted to put the biscuits on the table.But when he turned around, there was no place to put it on the small table.

He had to put together a platter for three dinner plates and a bunch of snacks, and finally made room for cookies.

Just as he put down the biscuits, there was another series of knocks on the door behind him.

Jiang Xia: "..."

He looked down at his parents ghost.

The ghosts looked back innocently and gave him a thumbs up, as if praising him for being good at making friends.

Jiang Xia sighed with complicated emotions, looked away, walked to the door, opened the door a crack, and looked out quietly.

This time, it turned out to be Hattori Heiji and Conan.

The two were chewing on a bag of compressed biscuits—this was the emergency food they dug out from the corner during their investigation just now.

After the door opened, Conan handed Jiang Xia a bag as well.As soon as he stretched out his hand, he suddenly smelled the aroma of rice.

The two hungry detectives were startled, their eyes fell on the table behind Jiang Xia, and their expressions suddenly became a little complicated.

After a while, Conan withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and cleared his throat: "Well, we want to ask about the handkerchief. Before leaving the restaurant, did you pay attention to the bottom of the table? Also..."

The two asked some questions, secretly guessed why Jiang Xia was out today, and then left with a bunch of information.

……

Jiang Xia returned to the house and silently looked at the door.

After waiting for a while and confirming that no one came to knock on the door again, he breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head again, and looked at the parent ghost hanging on his body.

As a psychic who has signed a contract with the ghost, Jiang Xia can be sure: this pair of ghosts have one and only one skill - fire prevention.

There is no such thing as an extra skill of "inspiring motherly love".

Since the problem does not lie in the skills, it may be that they can have a certain impact on the aura - this kind of synthetic ghost is very rare even in the world of psychics, and it may have some strange effects...

Jiang Xia studied for a while, but couldn't figure it out.

So I decided to ask directly: "Did you add buffs to me without authorization?"

The parent ghost looked at Jiang Xia with a dazed expression.

Jiang Xia thought for a while, and changed the phrase: "Under what circumstances do you consume more murderous energy?"

Parents and ghosts looked at each other, trying to meditate.

After more than ten seconds, the two ghosts let go of Jiang Xia's legs and slowly floated to the side.

Jiang Xia carefully felt the difference, and was suddenly taken aback, vaguely understanding something.

——When in contact with the parent ghost, the amount of murderous energy consumed will subtly increase.

Jiang Xia: "..."

No wonder he always felt that the parental ghost consumed more murderous energy than other ghosts.Before, he thought it was due to the fact that there were so many ghosts, that the two joined together and ate more than other ghosts.

Unexpectedly, it has nothing to do with food intake, but the parents and ghosts are secretly releasing the passive aura.

Jiang Xia looked at the ghosts of his parents floating beside him, and poked them: "Can you control it, if it keeps like this, it will affect my judgment."

(End of this chapter)